Dream 026 - subway/bus, a joke, frustration

*start of dream*

I'm on a subway car, only the inside looks like a very wide public bus. I'm standing near the back. I think I'm heading north because the stop names are familiar. This lady pushes through to the back and opens up a window (which is why I said it felt like a bus earlier.) The lady leaves and we can feel how cold it's becoming. A man goes up to the window and slams it shut. We know that the lady will be mad if she returns so we all agree to tell her it was someone else who closed it.

Soon, the stop names are becoming less familiar. I pull out my phone and check my GPS. It says we're heading east, not north. (There's also a blinking sign near my mom's house that says "call".) I try to remain calm and get off at the next station.

At the next station, I discover they only offer coach bus service back into town. There are two lines and neither sets of passengers are willing to tell me where they are going. I ask a lady if I have to pay to go back into town and she starts being really mean, telling me I'm an idiot to think the bus service is free. I was only asking if you have to pay twice if you're already in the public transit system.

Whatever! I decide to buy a ticket anyways, only the man selling tickets is not helpful. It costs me $10.50. I receive my ticket which is a long piece of paper with a clear sticker near the bottom. I pick the longest line, figuring it will be the one going back into town.

A man comes up to me. He says that I look a little stressed. I respond that I'm new and not familiar with the transit system here. He asks if I come from a family of dancers. Maybe I immigrated at pirouette 21. I look at him strangely. He then says its a joke. Pier 21. Pirouette 21. He looks completely defeated, so I start to laugh. I tell him it's very funny, but I just wasn't quick enough to get it. He walks away feeling slightly better.

After the encounter with the man, I still need to find the end of the line. The line is flowing into a new section of the station, behind a big door. I'm waiting there in line with a small group of women with kids in strollers. Every couple of seconds we open the door to check the line status. Next thing we know, the line has disappeared.

We start running. The ticket seller announces the bus is leaving in five minutes. The pack is running, but one by one, the members of the group go off in different directions. This is getting more and more frustrating. I'm soon only following one lady and I think we're getting close to the bus! Then she runs into a washroom. It's a dead end. I scream out of frustration.

*end of dream*